Read the Intensity in my Eyes

Journal of Stains to Ironic Claims
1:50 am / 13 May 2003

Well I dug in my journal to find something to place here that could hold its own among the pretty pictures and wonderful job that Mk did for me. I think I will choose the ironic, the thing that doesn't do justice to this template the pain, sorrow and the longing. Just to look to the eyes of thoses that look beyond me. Where was the one person for me? Why did I exist in this state of revoked love? Perhaps I stood to far away well take a look into these eyes and see the intensity. Dare to live your dreams.

October 15, 2002

~Years go by striped of my beauty~ Tori Amos

So here I am again with my only friend. My pen and I can only understand my pain. I feel so much pain intoxicated by disease. How I wish I could wash him out of my past. My innocence was ripped from my heart, blood dripping and wishing for redemption. Ugly to the world, thorns keep everyone away. No one looks to mend my broken heart. I am left to fix myself and hold myself at night comforting my decentigrating self. These are the moments in which I wish someone would care.

Wow what a past can state for the future. I said enough.... I said too much...... I said it and it changed my thoughts.

"He could be anywhere when your life begins, when the future opens up in front of you and you may not even realize it at first, but its already happening." Crazy/Beautiful

"We are each of us angels with only one wing. And we can fly only by embracing each other." Luciano de Crescenzo

Almost forgot: Thanks Lins J for calling me, I can't wait to go shopping with you. You are still my Grace. Nicole thanks for the visit to my work I can't wait until Thursday. You are almost done just hang in there. I love you all and not everything in my life is bad. I love the chat that I have and the time I spend writing on here. Damn I think I took a happy pill tonight.

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